Our lives, A seed...
It starts when you’re a seed,
Fighting against the weeds,
Kept God’s wonder,
Soon to bloom in the morning’s hour,
To reveal it’s secrets,
To everyone.
The seed,
Didn’t know what was it's needs,
Made not a single cry or sound,
After many years,
Still nothing was heard,
So Silent,
Years flew and went,
Then the seed was found,
It was torn and hurt all around.
It broke His heart,
To find such a thing broken apart,
But He said,
Do not be afraid,
For I am here,
To take away your fears,
And I give you new life,
And the seed rose,
To it’s new way of living.
The seed then bloomed,
Out of it’s misery and gloom,
Came something so magical,
It was a miracle,
Finally showed to us what was inside that seal,
It was God’s will,
He made everything new.
Life’s changing slowly,
No more than a story,
We live it to the fullest,
And leaving God to do the rest,
Looking forward to what’s in store for tomorrow,
But it is not for us to know,
The secrets in life,
Until the time comes.
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